The two of them, along with Dobby, returned to Kayson's office at Hogwarts.
"Lu Ping, split it up for now. I'll take Dobby to Dumbledore's office."
As Kayson left with Dobby, Lu Ping turned to look at Bruce, who was drifting around on the ice rink.
"Dumbledore." Kayson pushed open the headmaster's office door. Dumbledore was studying a glass of strawberry milkshake.
"Oh, Kayson. It seemed things had been resolved quite smoothly." Dumbledore said as he poured half the milkshake for Kayson. "Give it a try."
"Uh, no thanks. I came this time to recommend a House-elf to you." Kayson stepped aside, revealing the somewhat embarrassed Dobby.
"Oh, Dobby. I remembered you. You were the Malfoy family's House-elf."
"Dobby is no longer the Malfoy family's House-elf. Dobby is free now," Dobby explained.
"Oh... I more or less understood. You needed a job?"
"And a paid one," Kayson added.
"That wasn't a problem. What salary were you hoping for?" Dumbledore nodded.
"Uh... Dobby didn't know, Headmaster."
"Hmm... How about ten Galleons a month?"
"Ten Galleons! No, that's far too much!"
Kayson helplessly rubbed his ears at Dobby's instantly piercing voice.
Dumbledore looked at Kayson and innocently spread his hands.
"Then... five Galleons?"
Kayson sat on the sofa in the corner and leisurely brewed himself a pot of tea. By the time he had finished the entire pot, Dumbledore and Dobby had finally concluded their salary negotiations.
In the end, Dobby happily went to report to the dining hall with a monthly salary of four Galleons, while Dumbledore wrote -500 Galleons on Hogwarts's monthly account sheet with great interest.
"Let me guess. This was for Harry's sake?" Dumbledore asked.
"Yes. Dumbledore, what did you think of those pure-bloods?" Kayson nodded and asked in return.
"...Fools. There were no shortage of intelligent